Chapter 246 - 174: Liu Ying Ziyi: You’re Not Leaving Until You Have 5 Kids...
Chapter 246 - 174: Liu Ying Ziyi: You’re Not Leaving Until You Have 5 Kids...
’A Child of Destiny has arrived? He’s not leaving until he fathers five children!’
This was Liu Ying Ziyi’s true thought.
As for who he had them with, that wasn’t important. All that mattered was that the mother was a woman from the Liuying Family.
...
In a secluded courtyard, inside a pavilion shrouded in spiritual light.
On the 2nd Floor, by an ornate window, Ling Changqing set down the exquisite picture album in his hands and gazed outside.
Changqing Continent was currently in the depths of winter. Heavy, goose-feather snow drifted down outside, and as far as the eye could see, everything was a vast expanse of white.
Of course, he could activate the array to ensure not a single snowflake fell within the Cave Mansion Hall, but there was little point in doing so.
The magnificent winter scenery, enjoying the snow while brewing tea—it was quite pleasant.
"...I finally have some free time."
After a long while, Ling Changqing finally retracted his gaze.
Seven days ago, Xue Qingtan, her wish fulfilled, had entered seclusion right here in his Cave Mansion Hall.
Under normal circumstances, the success rate for Peak Foundation Establishment Cultivators attempting to break through to the Golden Core Realm was terribly low.
Even with ample resources, they might still have to endure several failures before achieving their goal.
In truth, most Cultivators could never afford to waste so many Core Formation Resources. It was an immense struggle just to scrape together enough for one attempt, let alone two or more.
Cultivators who could succeed in a single attempt either possessed exceptionally outstanding Spirit Root Talent or were blessed with profound Luck and Fortune.
Xue Qingtan originally hadn’t been very confident, and even her guide, Shentu Hong, had felt the same. However, with Ling Changqing’s help, her fate and destiny had been completely altered.
Therefore, Ling Changqing had no doubt that Xue Qingtan would ascend to the Golden Core Master Realm this time.
And even in the worst-case scenario, if she did fail, Ling Changqing had the means to help her try again.
"...Young Master, the Spirit Wine is warmed!"
A clear, pleasant voice rang out. Dressed in a rose-red, cross-collared gown, the bright and charming Song Xuelan gracefully ascended the stairs, a red-lacquered tray in her slender hands.
Ling Changqing nodded, watching as the young woman placed the tray on the table with her back to him, her exquisite curves and full, moon-like bottom on perfect display.
He walked slowly back to the table, and after sitting down, he reached out and gently pulled the young woman’s soft body into his embrace.
Her jade-like face blushing, Song Xuelan let out a playful cry and settled into Ling Changqing’s lap, letting his hands roam freely over her.
After a moment of teasing, Song Xuelan picked up the Azure Jade Wine Pot from the tray, filled the Bronze Wine Jar with the warm liquor, took a delicate sip, and then turned to feed it to Ling Changqing.
After all, this was the way her Young Master liked to drink the most.
After a few mouthfuls of Spirit Wine, Ling Changqing’s hand slipped beneath her magnificent skirt. He took the opportunity to probe her physical condition and said with satisfaction,
"Has your Foundation Establishment Realm stabilized? Excellent!"
After years of arduous cultivation, Song Xuelan’s Cultivation had reached the Peak of Ninth Level of Qi Cultivation.
Upon his return, Ling Changqing had unhesitatingly bestowed a Foundation Establishment Pill upon her. A few days ago, she had successfully achieved Foundation Establishment.
"Mm, it is all thanks to the Young Master’s protection that this servant has what she does today..."
Song Xuelan said softly, her large, clear eyes shimmering with a tenderness so sweet it seemed ready to overflow.
In the past, she truly never imagined she could one day become a Foundation Establishment Cultivator. Just reaching the late stage of Qi Cultivation would have been a blessing from her ancestors.
But after meeting her Young Master, the trajectory of her fate had changed fundamentally. She was no longer comparable to those low-level Loose Cultivators.
Ling Changqing asked, "By the way, has that girl Meng Huan come out yet?"
Ling Menghuan, his other personal maid, was still in the Cultivation Chamber. Her progress was a bit slower than Song Xuelan’s, but she too had now reached the threshold of Foundation Establishment.
Song Xuelan said softly, "She will likely need about half a month, then she’ll be finished."
Ling Changqing smiled. "You don’t need to thank me so much. You two are both willing to work hard. Otherwise, all the resources in the world would be useless. After Foundation Establishment, as long as you don’t slack off, Cultivation Resources will continue to be no issue."
"Rest assured, Young Master. We will not be idle."
Song Xuelan’s expression was resolute. ’She wanted to serve Ling Changqing for the rest of her life.’
Ling Changqing chuckled. ’If nothing else, at least I’m not lacking in resources at the Foundation Establishment Level. As long as these two maids are willing to improve, I won’t be stingy with a few resources.’
Seeing the look in Ling Changqing’s eyes, Song Xuelan skillfully undid the collar of her gown, leaned down, and began to offer him her snowy-white bosom.
Ling Changqing’s expression was pleased. After her Cultivation advanced, the girl’s once somewhat slender frame had become much more curvaceous, and that included her snowy mounds.
Her legs were long and slender, her smooth skin as white as jade. Even her temperament, facial features, and the curves of her figure had all improved for the better.
Of course, for Cultivators, this was one of the many benefits that inevitably came with an increase in Cultivation, though the degree of improvement varied.
Therefore, no sane Female Cultivator was ever ugly, with the exception of those who practiced demonic Cultivation Techniques, had twisted minds, or possessed bizarre aesthetic tastes.
After a long while, as she deftly tidied her gown, Song Xuelan asked in a soft whisper, "Young Master, that Mu Yu Xin has been living in the manor for a long time now. How exactly should this servant arrange for her?"
"Her?"
Ling Changqing paused for a moment before remembering who Song Xuelan was talking about.
Back then, the most powerful Foundation Establishment power in the Feiyu Sea Region had been the Mu Family. With a full twelve Foundation Establishment Cultivators, they once held a nearly absolute strategic advantage over the Ling Family.
It wasn’t until Ling Qiyue ascended to the Golden Core Master Realm that the Mu Family’s advantage ceased to exist.
Later, a chain of supervolcanoes erupted on the seabed, and molten lava swallowed most of the Mu Family’s territory. Then, Cultivators from the Feng Family came looking for trouble, bringing the Mu Family’s history to an end.
As the daughter of the former Patriarch, the little beauty had been able to escape this calamity because she had come to the Ling Family’s territory early on, luckily avoiding the disaster.
When her identity was discovered back then, Ling Changqing hadn’t made things difficult for her. Instead, he had arranged for her to serve in the manor, and she had been doing so for all these years.
’After all, she’s a Foundation Establishment Cultivator. She’s quite useful to have around.’
"I’ll talk to her another day," Ling Changqing said. "If she’s willing to stay, then so be it."
’In the end, I’m a man with a healthy body and mind, not some hypocrite. There’s no need to be coy. Turning down meat that’s delivered to your door? That’s not my style.’
Song Xuelan smiled. "Actually, her own attitude is already quite clear. All it would take is one look from the Young Master, and she would..."
As she spoke, the Communication Jade Talisman on the table suddenly lit up.
Ling Changqing picked it up and saw it was from Ling Bingyun:
"What are you doing, Husband? Why don’t you come over to my place for a bit?"
Before Ling Changqing could reply, she added:
"Mother is having some trouble making Talismans. She’s failing three or four times out of ten. Could you come and help her take a look, Husband?"
Thinking of that stunningly beautiful woman, as gentle as water and as alluring as a fox, Ling Changqing finally relented:
"Alright, I’ll be over in a bit."
It wasn’t that Ling Changqing disliked spending time with them. The main issue was that if he went to Ling Bingyun’s place, it wouldn’t be long before Ling Yulu and Ling Yuzhu heard about it.
And then... they would naturally demand that the "rain and dew be spread evenly," insisting he couldn’t favor one over the others.
’So, having too many Dao Companions isn’t necessarily a good thing.’
Putting away the Jade Talisman, Ling Changqing gave Song Xuelan a few instructions and prepared to leave.
"Young Master, shouldn’t you take a bath before you go?" Song Xuelan reminded him, her face blushing.
’The Young Master just had his fun with me, and the scent on him is too obvious. If they notice, there’s bound to be another round of jealousy.’
"Alright, I’ll go wash up!"
For a rare moment, Ling Changqing felt a little embarrassed. ’I really was a bit too wild just now. In broad daylight, I actually...’
Fortunately, Cultivators possessed Divine Techniques, making cleaning up a quick and easy task. It wasn’t a big problem.
After a quick rinse and changing into a fresh set of magnificent black robes, Ling Changqing rode his Escape Light out the door, flying toward Qin Yun’s Cave Mansion Hall.
Ling Bingyun was already waiting at the entrance. The stunning "big sister" type was dressed in a snow-white brocade cloak. With lips like fine jade and a delicate nose, her features were as exquisite as a painting, and the curves of her tall, voluptuous figure were faintly visible.
"Husband, you’re here!"
The beautiful woman came forward to greet him, a flirtatious shimmer flowing in her lustrous eyes.
Ling Changqing landed lightly and smoothly wrapped his arm around her slick, firm waist.
The two shared a brief, tender moment before walking hand in hand into the Cave Mansion Hall.
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